Let both candles burn: the black and the white.

The candle of pain and suffering; the candle of light.

The one flame a red and fierce fire that crackles your skin;

The other a beacon of warmth and shine drawing you in.

The minute you choose, hold one up, it is done:

You lose sight of something lit only by the opposite one.

Two hands we are given, two eyes to see:

Hold both candles at once; look with honesty.